A hand touched my ankle and was followed by a soft voice. "Where were you?" He asked. "I was under a truck hiding from a sniper. You?" I whispered back as I climbed out of bed to put on my shoes. I remembered where I really was, I had met an American friend Timothy in Kentucky for a weekend of camping in his trailer with his wife and kids. He and I worke...
In the pre-dawn hours a light streaks across the sky. Not from the sun. But, from a missile cruising like a jet across the heavens. Its trajectory imminent. The destruction inevitable. No noise to back it up. Almost as if God was spitting light on the First Day. Maybe he was. Below on the Cruise ship Beautiful Dreamer, Madigan Ridge comforted a devolved Sab...
Because of the main character's age at the beginning of the story there are no sexual relations at all in this chapter; the main character becomes 18 before this chapter ends. Only time will tell what will happen to him as the story continues. All feedback is welcome, let me know where you'd like it to go but most importantly don't forget to point out how...
Sandi, the young, tattooed, college intern who worked at the reception desk, greeted us with a perky, "Hi Linda, Hi Eric," when we walked into the Art League office. "You're here early again." "Hi, Sandi. We just want to warm up and practice some new poses before everyone arrives. I hope that's OK," I replied. It was quarter past nine on Saturday morning, a...
I remember the spring of '87 as vividly as if it were yesterday. It sounds unreal, but this was the school that featured coed saunas and I recalled seeing a coed nude swim featured on the school weekly calendar. A sophomore at UMass-Amherst with an interest in dance inspired by my high school girlfriend Heather, in January I was looking over courses availabl...
Office Politics chapter 1 tells how ambitious Melisand has seduced virginal computer whiz Daniel to help her get out of her dead-end job. But first she has to deal with her boss, the lecherous Mr Jones. Before that, Daniel is coming to stay for the weekend ... === I managed to stay away from Mr Jones for the rest of the week. On Saturday Daniel arrived ear...
Once upon a time, there was a man named Robert. He was a kindly man who lived alone in a two-bedroom cottage with his lovely daughter, Desiree, so named, because she had been the desire of her parents' hearts, born to them later in life. Desiree, a blooming girl of thirteen, had come to live with her father when he discovered after Desiree's birth that the l...
The heady scent of golden wheat, burning wood and fallen leaves, mingles with the far off scent of the sea. The fragrances of autumn drift gently through the air, my nostrils flare ever so slightly as I breathe deeply into my lungs. The moon is as round and orange as a ripe pumpkin. A giant orb hanging low and bright in the sky; its glow matches the glow in...
While the people, places, and events found herein are all based on actual people, places, and events, I have changed them all so significantly so as to protect the innocent (and the guilty) that they don't really resemble reality. These are basically real-life inspired works of fiction. ***** So here's the thing you need to know about me: I used to be a m...
We'd been going through a flat patch for a while before we finally faced up to it and sat down to talk. In theory our relationship should have been fine: we have no children, we both have well-paid jobs and, until this dip, we had been lively and reasonably adventurous in bed. Sex was important to us both. But for some time it had become routine. I thought i...